My Kate turns 11 today.
I’m having trouble with that, to be honest.
It feels like we’re on the precipice of an entirely new stage of parenting and our relationship with her, and I’m not sure I’m equipped to deal with it.
I really don’t want to screw her up.
Also, eleven. That’s like 61 percent to adulthood, yet she’s still very much a kid.
Even her birthday presents reflect this weird in-between stage. A board game and a movie… a comforter and a pair of shoes. All at her request.
I really don’t know how to do this. Just thinking about it makes my heart pound.
But, I’ll do my best to figure it out. And, as she navigates the bumpy road of adolescence, I’ll do my best to show her the grace she’s always shown us as we’ve fumbled our way through this parenting thing.
I love you, Kate. Thanks for being you.
Happy birthday Kater!! Love you so much! Take your time growing up! 🙂
Kate, it is such a joy to have you. Happy birthday! I love you.
Happy birthday, Kate!!! And thanks for making me feel old, twerp!
Adolescents, pish posh. Toddlerhood is the hard part and you already did great with that! If it makes you feel better, think of how much she worries about getting in trouble. No way is that girl going to make high risk choices 🙂
I will remind you of that in 8 years.
HB2K!!!
HB2K8!!!
Lots of love to Kate…I think in 5 years it will be Sweet 16 and that she still will be as sweet as always.